Upset Boulevard - Spector

You walked back into my life, not innocent but holy

We didn’t have to fall in love, we could have climbed down slowly

Can you feel the streets below us?

It’s a sick, sick town

And girl what grows up must come down

Don’t wait for me

Don’t wait for me

Don’t wait for me

Don’t wake up I won’t be home

True romantics sleep alone

I changed my clocks to your time and I let the jet lag set in

I know you feel uncomfortable in clothes you haven’t slept in

But they meant it when they said it, it’s a sick, sick town

And girl what grows up must come down

Are you down for tonight?

Down for whatever

Like nothing can break your heart

Is it him that you want or me that you want

Make up your mind I don’t have time for this

You’re still up, I’m impressed you’re a mess

Oh don’t wait up I won’t be home

True romantics sleep alone

Don’t wait for me

Don’t wait for me

Don’t wait for me

Don’t wake up I won’t be home

True romantics sleep alone

Rewind all your favourite songs

Remind yourself how it went wrong

Discuss the good times with your friends

You’ll never be nineteen again

Remember them for how they were

You’d kneel down and worship her

But now you’d barely recognise

Those cold and undead hollow eyes